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Chapter 24 The Second Meeting (5) (Revised)

"Trouble? This is really interesting. I usually cause trouble for others... Will I even come to me for trouble this time?" Harry Quinn smiled, looking like he was afraid that the world would be in chaos.

Either how to say it, our old Joey is the most honest. He stood up from the wall and panted and asked a question that normal people should ask: "What's the trouble?"

"I found the fragments of sin. But this time the fragments of sin are a little different. He seems to have created an alternative 'hive consciousness' on his spiritual level." Ziliang said.

"Oh! So that's it." Old Joey nodded, looking like he understood... Of course, what he 'readed' means 'regardless of whether he understood or not, it would be right to nod first'.

Ziliang sighed helplessly: "Let me put it simply, this guy has already brainwashed a lot of people, like a group of poisonous bees used for himself, and now we... have poked the hornet's nest."

"Oh... it turned out that he had stabbed the hornet's nest..." Old Joey still muttered in his unique tone. He probably didn't react a little, but soon, he understood what it meant to stab the hornet's nest.

Before he finished speaking, a dense sound of footsteps came from the other end of the hall. Nearly a hundred figures gathered from different corners or corridors. Some of them were prison staff, some were nurses, doctors, guards, and even a few prisoners in prison uniforms. A group of people were crowded in front of Ziliang, Old Joey, and Harry Quinn, and the atmosphere suddenly became strange.

Because if you are careful, you can find that among the nearly a hundred people, each of them had similar expressions and their eyes were exactly the same anger.

"Hahaha——Today is such a special day, I have to thank you, Dr. Ziliang."

A voice came from the crowd, talking about the warden [Frederick Chilton]. Well, I remember he once said that during the time when Hannibal first came, he couldn't sleep well every night. It seemed that Hannibal had already started brainwashing him as early as that time.

"Oh? Why thank me?" Ziliang couldn't see any panic at all, and even took a step forward and asked to the crowd.

"I used to think that the only delicious food in the world was my little teacup, but today I realized that there was you, and the partners you brought were all so delicious. Hahaha--it seems that your and my encounter is destined by fate. On the day when I welcome my new life, it will bring me the biggest feast!"

The way this passage is said is so strange that it makes people feel sad.

Because part of it is spoken from "Warden Chilton", and a few paragraphs are from some people behind him. In short, the crowd in front of him seems to act as a certain playback device. Different people speak different tones, and eventually they are extremely inconsistently connected into a complete paragraph...

"It's really interesting, have they rehearsed?" Harry Quinn seemed very excited, as if he was watching a circus performance.

"Of course not. Now, in a sense, these hundreds or ten people are the same person... His name is Hannibal Lecter."

“It’s so cool!”

Well, Ziliang has no time to break Quinn's mind right now. He has said so much, mainly to gain some time. During this period, Ziliang's broken arm seems to be able to move simply, so he tried to clench his hands.

"This bandage is really useful," he muttered, and then looked at the old Joey beside him: "Uh, you may not hear it, but the group of people in front of him should want to eat us, so it's better to find some weapons for us..."

Old Joey was stunned. Looking at that, he should have been thinking about which one is suitable for feed in the crowd. Unexpectedly, he suddenly heard that the group of people wanted to eat themselves, which made him a little confused for a moment.

"What? Want to eat us? This is too unreasonable!"

Uh, Old Joey feeds Pegg. Pegg eats feed, and wants to eat Old Joey... Well, it's a blessing that he can figure this out. Anyway, Old Joey said very depressedly, then immediately lowered his head, put his hand into the small pocket on the apron, and flipped it around.

Soon, he pulled out a fire axe from his pocket, which was less than 15 cm wide...

I know that the 15-centimeter pocket cannot be put in the fire axe, but Old Joey took it out in violation of physical principles and handed it to Ziliang.

OK, I know even more that a doctor in a white coat doesn't match a fire axe with red paint, but Ziliang seems to be familiar with the axe, so he takes it as soon as he reaches out, then swings it skillfully, and holds it down next to him... How uneven the picture is.

When Harry Quinn saw Old Joey picking something out of his apron pocket for the first time, his eyes immediately showed little stars.

"Is there a baseball bat?" she asked excitedly.

Although the needle in her hand [medical syringe] has the ability to penetrate most materials, no matter what, the positioning of the thing is still a [medical equipment], and the penetration attribute is probably just to facilitate treatment of the person wearing armor in the future. After all, the needle is too thin and too short. Even if you really stab the opponent's head with one needle, it is probably impossible to cause any harm to others if you don't mix it up in your mind.

"Oh, I'll look for it." Old Joey muttered. Although it would be best if he could take out a grenade at this time, Old Joey seemed to have always scoffed at that kind of hot weapon, so he never puts guns and other things in his pocket.

Anyway, in a jingling noise, Old Joey actually took out a baseball bat... It was still full of nails and a thick layer of iron wire...

So, this scene happened.

On one side is a dense crowd.

On the other side, a lazy doctor was carrying a fire axe.

Next to him was a tall and fat pig slaughter who looked like a greasy pig slaughter.

There is also a beautiful nurse with a charming figure but a weird hairstyle, holding a baseball bat on her shoulder in one hand

......

"Click", with a light sound of the lighter, Ziliang took out a cigarette, held it in his mouth, and took a faint breath with dark circles hanging down...
Chapter completed!
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